My cock was now almost at full erection.“I know you liked this outfit yesterday pervert and so this is your reward for cleaning and returning my pan...ies. Do you know that I am not wearing anything under this skirt? Does that turn you on? The thought that my naked hairy pussy is just under this hem? I could just flip it up and you would see it. Do you want to? Do you want to look at my pussy, Pervert?“Oh yes please Mandy, please” I must have sounded like a complete whimp, but she had me and she. She came into the pub to escape an early August storm. I was there having a couple of beers and games of pool with my friend Jeff. The company I had worked at for five years in site management had just lost major contracts in the recession, and along with eighty percent of their workforce, I had been laid off. I hadn’t really liked the job much, but the pay had been good. Fortunately, I managed to get similar employment lined up, but it didn’t start until December. Jeff was a self-employed car. Strong contractions signaled the second phase--Gayle's gasp, and then scream, told all of those contractions. The seemingly ordinary bed actually had gravity lifts and an access panel through which they could access her back, for an epidural if needed. Meredith asked, "Do you want help for the pain?" It's not that bad. I don't need an epidural, but could you keep the nitrous oxide mask close?" Gayle found that occasional inhalations made it manageable. Fully dilated, she delivered her son Jack,. ‘You proved that when you rejected him and cheated on him with this wimp bastard! You were such a screwed up bitch you couldn’t even see that Charles is a real man… an honorable man… a man who would’ve loved you until death! And a man that could’ve satisfied you way more than this bastard!’ She spun around to wrap her arms over her husband’s shoulders. ‘Don’t get me wrong… I’m glad you were such a stupid, screwed up bitch! Because now he’s mine… we belong together and he’s the best lover I’ve.